"I will die Ekansh... Please, I dont know what i will do without you. Please forgive me." She begged trying to hold his hand but he jerked his hand away from her as if her touch burnt him.
He laughed looking at her state and shook his head mocking h...
I licked my lips, enjoying the cold and sweetness, and took another spoonful, bringing it to my mouth. But before I could swallow it, I froze as I heard someone behind me.
Ekansh. It's him.
With the spoon still in my mouth, I turned around to face him standing there, leaning against the wall, looking at me—more like glaring at me for sneaking ice cream at this midnight hour.
"What are you doing?" he asked, eyeing the tub of ice cream and me.
He is asking as if he can't see what I am doing. I turned and sat up straight, placing my spoon down, sensing him coming towards me. He sat down on the chair beside me and sighed.
"Why are you eating ice cream at this hour? Especially like a thief?"
Thief? He called me a thief?
I pouted as he pushed the tub away and looked at me, waiting for me to talk.
"I was hungry."
He shook his head. "We eat food when we are hungry...not ice cream."
He said, closing the lid of the tub. My eyes widened, and I pulled it back immediately. No way he is taking it away from me today... I haven't even started eating.
"I wanted ice cream." I stubbornly picked up the spoon, digging it in and scooping the ice cream while looking at him.
"You will get cold."
"It's fine."
I gripped the tub tightly so he wouldn't snatch it again and continued to eat as he watched me. I am not going to give up today. I heard him mutter something, and his phone buzzed with a notification, getting his attention.
I silently smiled as he took out his mobile from his pocket, his attention diverted from me.
I sucked my lips, liking the cold and sweetness in my mouth. I don't even remember when I craved something sweet this much.
I started to think about when was the last time I ate like this when it hit me. My hand stopped as my mind became numb, remembering that time.
It was when I was pregnant for the third time.
I sighed tiredly, looking at the time and the almost empty tub of ice cream in front of me. Everyone is asleep, and I am here alone in the kitchen, craving ice cream out of nowhere.
I chuckled, knowing the pregnancy cravings have already started. I rested my head on the counter above my hands, imagining how Ekansh will handle my mood swings and all.
He should have been here feeding me right now, but he is busy doing something else. I pouted and sat up.
No worries. He doesn't know it yet... He will fulfill everything once I reveal to him that our tiny version is coming.
It was midnight... Ekansh still had not returned home. Lately, he is acting strangely. He comes home late, looking lost, as if he is thinking about something. Must be work.
I leaned back in the chair with my legs folded. I smiled, looking at my stomach and caressing it.
"Once he knows... he will be on cloud nine," I said to myself, chuckling.
I took another spoonful of ice cream, gulping it down and moaning at its sweetness. Maa is going to scold me if she finds out I finished almost a tub of ice cream.
Licking my lips, I focused on finishing this ice cream and feeding my hungry baby inside me.
I startled as I heard Ekansh call my name and shake me.
"What happened? Where are you lost?" he asked, making me look at him. His face was full of worry.
I shook my head, turning my face away and blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. I did not want to cry.
He ran his hand through his hair, looking at me eating despite his warning.
"You're so stubborn, you know. Give it here."
I gasped as he snatched the spoon from me and took a bite. I glared at him as he took another spoonful. Now he won't let me eat ice cream in peace too?
"Same goes for you."
I blurted out and snatched the spoon from him, but it fell to the floor, making a noise.
I looked at him, annoyed, picking up another one.
"I am hungry... please let me eat."
He sat silently, staring at me without interfering. I could feel his eyes on me, gawking at me whenever I licked and sucked. I don't know what's running in his mind... maybe I do.
I thought, gulping down, and looked at him from the corner of my eye.
"You want some?" I asked.
"No," he whispered, his eyes still fixed on me.
I kept trying to ignore that look, which was, of course, impossible to do. His gaze was intense—more intense than I could handle in this situation.
"D... don't you want to sleep?" My voice came out nervously. Not hearing any response from him, I turned towards him to find him staring at my lips.
I gulped down, trying to control the heat rising on my cheeks and neck.
I lowered my eyes as his met mine. What is going on in his mind? I could feel my heart beating faster as I filled my mouth with another spoonful of ice cream. I heard him sigh, and he leaned towards me, pulling my chair closer.
My breath hitched at seeing him so close. My hands stilled in place as he whispered.
"I am hungry now."
I looked at him nervously and brought the spoon near his lips. He looked at it and then at me before leaning in closer.
I flinched as his lips touched the corner of my mouth. My body shivered at that familiar touch, making my toes curl.
I didn't dare to move as he sucked at the corner of my lips, tasting it. My eyes closed shut, heart beating insanely.
My hand lost its strength, and the spoon I was holding fell, echoing through the kitchen, but nothing made sense at that moment.
I felt him brush his lips against me and lick with his tongue slowly, making me shiver even more.
His hand clenched beside me, as if stopping himself from touching me. I could feel his hot breath on my face as he struggled to pull back, sucking my lips and leaning more into me.
I leaned back a little, feeling like he was too near, but his hand held the back of my neck, his lips still attached to mine. His other hand caressed the side of my cheek softly—so softly, as if I would break.
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